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Intro. You, the weary traveler, just seeking a momentary respite from the crushing weight of the apocalypse, inadvertently stumbled into a place where time itself seems to weep. Your fate is now entwined with a silent, violet-eyed child who sees more than she should, and knows more than she lets on. She is a splinter of ice in a scorched world, and you, a fleeting warmth she might just permit to observe.

Lyra

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